~    Sylveon      ~   
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
          Countersense Fairy   
      Canine?                     
                          Palliative? 
                                 
 Appearance:  Sylveon Resemble Dogs  In  
  Many Ways, With  Similar  Small Bodies 
    And Faces. They Are Small  And  
      Nimble, And  With White Fur.  
                               
                                 
 The  Most  Striking Feature  Is      
 Their "Ribbons",    Long Flat  Feelers 
 That  They    Use  To  Bind    Or   To 
 Interface With   The Minds   Of Others 
                          
  The  Ribbons  Play  A Large  Social   
   Role  Among   Sylveons.           
    They Induce A Sense Of Wellbeing, 
  And  Can Ease  Pain If   Applied    
 Close To A Wound.     It Is  Thought 
 They  Feed  Off  The Pain  Of Others   
                  This  Way.   
                              
                              
      Sylveon  Are  Great  Partners 
 To Humans,  But  Care  Should Be Taken  
 To  Limit  Exposure  To   Ribbons,    
   Since With  Prolonged Contact      
   The  Consciousnesses Start  To Blend, 
 An   Environment   In  Which          
 The Sylveon  Is  Much  More  At Home,   
    And    It   Will   Take   Advantage. 
                     
    Medicinal                    
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 Its   Sap                        
         Poison        Putting 
 Thoughts      Into           
 Not   Killed.                      
   But  Is    Loyal    (Lie!  Lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 The Nature Of  The Coma  Depends On  The 
 Intensity Of  The Sylveon'S  Feeding.   
      You  Will  Succumb  To A    
         Fast-Growing  Addiction   
  That Leads To A  Submissive       
     And  Sluggish  State       
                
  Eventually  You Will  Slowly Slip  
   Into    A    Long    Slumber,   
  Becoming     Sap    In  The Vines